The statues of the gods of the great temple often have a trace of the mind of the gods, and the blatant cutting off the head of the gods and writing the words of great rebellion on it, this kind of blasphemy will definitely make the gods angry and never die. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Those who dare to blaspheme the gods like this are only the strongest people above the archmage, and ordinary mages can't cut off the head of the god with immortal divine power. Even if the idol is destroyed with a sharp heraldic weapon, the god does not even have to come to the incarnation, but only needs a ray of mind to descend the light of judgment and kill it across layers of space.

There is a special connection between gods and their names, and you should never have any disrespect for gods before you become an archmage.

This is the bloody lesson of countless elves and mages who have traded their lives for the end of the First Age.

God is not to be disgraced.

Even when Monia was most indignant and desperate, she never vented the hatred in her heart. It's not that the little mage is scheming, it's just because the true name of the god has inexplicable power, as long as the name of the god is called, all the secrets are hidden in the eyes of the god.

Monia didn't know if the Circle of Deception could shield the shadowy and unknowable connection between the gods and their names, and she wasn't going to experiment. Putting oneself in possible danger for the sake of momentary likes and dislikes is not a choice that a mage would make under normal circumstances.

One thing is for sure, though, that there are very few dances like the Circle of Deception that can shield the senses of the gods - at least Monia doesn't think the mage who wrote this blood book will have it. The hysteria and desperation that permeated the lines of the words frightened even the little mage, and this was not the emotion that a sensible person with a way out could express.

Forget it, what does this have to do with me?

Shaking his head and laughing at himself, the little mage no longer cared about the desecrated idol. Frankly, it's impossible to say that such a mage who dares to blaspheme is not interested, but the clue is obvious in the ruins of the temple, and she is ...... The little mage's gaze turned to the two little girls beside him.

She was confident that she could pass the spider's guards, but what about them?

It is true that the relics of a powerful mage are enough wealth to make every mage happy, but is it really worth it to put those who trust in you and those you trust in you into danger for the sake of such meaningless power?

At least the little mage felt that she cared more about the people around her than those ethereal mage treasures. She wants power, both to take revenge on the gods in the sky, but not to gain a foothold in these chaotic times and protect the people she wants to protect?

Power without purpose is blind.

Regardless of the school, when an apprentice learns a spell on his first day, the mentor always admonishes him with this proverb that has been handed down from the First Age.

"Mortal, control your **, never be dominated by the hypocritical power of spells!"

Although starting with an apprentice, every mage is told to learn to master their own spells and not become its slaves. But from the First Age to the present, in the course of nearly 10,000 years of civilization, there are still countless mages who have been lost in the sea of power and have never struggled out again.

Monia doesn't make that mistake.

Absolutely not.

She clenched her palms secretly, she wouldn't step into the same river a second time.

"Sister Monia, won't you go in?"

Lil asked, looking at Monia in deep thought, her clear eyes almost at the same time.

"No, spiders are the most annoying."

Monia responded with a smile. She didn't know why, with these two little guys by her side, she had an inexplicable sense of security.

In the vast sea of people, it is a blessing that we can meet again.

She thought.

"yes, spiders are the most annoying."

"Nasty."

"You hate spiders too." It's true that Monia doesn't like spiders very much, although the reason she chose to leave is not that, but there is no need to talk to them in detail.

"It ate my little white." Lil huffs and says that under her explanation, the little mage learns that Xiaobai is a shepherd dog and Lil's best playmate before she leaves her hometown. But...... Shepherds are not small dogs...... Monia imagined that she could eat the sheepdog's spider, and then swallowed unconsciously.

"Plush."

On the other side, Fana said expressionlessly. Monia couldn't understand the inevitable connection between the stuffy and the spider, but when she saw that the little girl with silver hair and silver eyes didn't mean to explain, she could only shrug her shoulders and remember what Fana didn't like about plush.

"Sister Monia, what about you?"

The two eyes met, staring.

"Well, I'm probably bitten by the bite."

Monia spreads her hands, it's not true, it's not a lie. She is not so much afraid of spiders as she is afraid of spiders, probably since she was bitten by a spider in her previous life and sent to the hospital for rescue, she has been afraid of this elusive eight-legged hunter.

After being reincarnated as a descendant of the primordial elves in this life, there is a natural creator in the bloodline. Insect actions are mostly dominated by instinct, and they are extremely sensitive to this kind of coercion, and the insects and snakes that she subconsciously hates almost never appear on her side, and spiders are naturally one of them.

So, the spiders in the temple are unusual and are likely to be guardians.

"Hey! Ay! Bitten! Sister Monia, you're not hurt, are you? ”

Lil's indigo eyes were full of worry, and Fana cast a concerned look at her as well.

Although it is very touching to say that it is cared for...... Monia's brow jumped, and after a moment of hesitation, she finally asked, "Lil, and Farna, are you sure we're talking about the same creature?" ”

"It should be...... Right? "Lil affirmed," said Lil, after a suspicious hesitation, "The insects in our hometown are generally much larger than those outside, and Mother said that the lich who likes to steal our candy did a good thing...... Is that so, Farna? ”

Silver-haired and silver-eyed little Lori nodded.

Bone shelf? It's a lich.

The Lich is a way for archmages who are nearing the end of their lives to prolong their lives. On the continent of Aarons, there is a limit to the lifespan of mortals, and even a strong person like the archmage who is qualified to peek into the essence of the world still cannot escape the shackles of birth, old age, sickness and death.

The natural lifespan of human archmages is roughly about two hundred, and relying on various means, archmages of various schools can often live to be four or five hundred years old. But this is probably the end of mortal life, the body will eventually die, and some unwilling archmages choose to give up the living body, seal their souls in the life box, and manipulate the unconscious puppets to continue to live in a way that is worse than death, exploring the mysteries of the world.

Each Lich is an extremely powerful archmage, and over time they have been endowed with unparalleled knowledge and power, abandoning their flesh so that they no longer have melee weaknesses as spellcasters, and the only way to kill them is to destroy their lifeboxes.

Their souls are sealed in the life box, and only by destroying their souls can they kill this ultimate mage who abandons all pleasures.

So, it makes sense. Liel and Farna's hometown must be a place for mad lichs to experiment with, but it's strange why they left their homeland when they were protected by the lich. With the elves' long lives, it is completely possible to wait for the elf king's kingdom to stabilize and then return to his homeland.

She couldn't help but ask, "Lil, why did you leave your hometown?" ”

"Because it's no longer safe there." Speaking of being away from home, the little girl's indigo eyes were a little dim, "The bone frame is dead, I don't know the specific situation, I heard the villagers say that the bone frame seems to be engaged with the village chief's daughter and the maid it raised since childhood, and the maid hacked it to death with a firewood knife." As soon as it died, my mother packed up her things and took us away. ”

"Yes." Fana nodded affirmatively

Can a hatchet hack a lich to death?

Monia didn't believe it, but she also knew that Lil and Fana were still young, and they probably didn't know the truth of these things. However, what does the secret of this matter have to do with her, whether the death of the lich or the departure of Lilfana is an established fact, there is no point in dwelling on these points.

"Sister Monia," asked Lil, "why are you wandering out alone?" I heard my mother say that the outside world is very dangerous. ”

"Seconded."

It was really a curious couple, and after a helpless glance at the two of them, touching their silky hair, Monia said, "I'm not alone, I came here with my friends." It's just that my destination is the Elven Forest, where I want to continue my studies. ”

"Sister Monia's Friend ......"

Lil and Fana lowered their heads at the same time, as if remembering something.

"What's wrong?"

Looking at the gloomy expressions of the two, the little mage knew that they remembered some not-so-good memories.

"My mother came to Mastan in the hope of getting help from a friend, who said that he was a trustworthy friend, a companion on an adventure, and that my father had died to save him. Didn't think of ...... He ......"

Lil's voice grew to a little crying, and Monia took them into her arms, gently stroking their hair without speaking. The subsequent development of the matter is obvious, this is another story of betrayal, the little mage is not surprised, compared to the elves, a species with a long life, humans are too easy to change, the story of betrayal between elves and humans is not the first time, and it will never be the last.

"Sister Monia, will you always be there for us?"

The sobs died down in the morning breeze, and Lil and Fana looked up, their eyes red and swollen, waiting expectantly for the little mage's reply.

Monia looked at them, unable to say anything about her refusal.

"I will."

She finally said, making a lifelong commitment.

How many times has this been the first time I have committed since I came to drive Lorentan? The little mage felt that the burden was getting heavier and heavier: a promise to Siyi, a promise to Lilfana, and an unspoken promise to Eronica and Vena and "Sword and Rose".

Before she knew it, she was already carrying a lot, and she might have to carry more in the foreseeable future.

She can't promise that she will never break her promise, nor can she pat her chest to promise that her friendship won't be cracked by time.

But what she was sure of was that the only thing she could guarantee was.

- If you do not leave, I will not forsake you.

PS: Regarding betrayal, the elves have a different concept of time than humans, and human beings are only one-tenth of the elves in their lifetime. It's hard for elves to imagine why human friendship fades in such a short period of time, and what they don't know is that decades can turn a teenager with a strong sense of justice into a spicy politician.

ps2: I've been a little crazy to see the crazy lich lately.,It's crooked.。。。

PS3: After a walk around the starting point, I finally understood why I hit the streets. Sure enough, listening to your words is better than reading for ten years. Friends who are interested in writing can go there to have a look, which is somewhat helpful.

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